The greatest sickness
that is hate,
lies behind
guise and ruse
A clever waste
in the poorest taste
in the heart
of fools
With the least
of haste
Take it to
the gate,
the mirrored gait
of folly
following
fools
Titer tiered
withered
in fear
Of the
dead
dying
And make
our bed
to sleep
alone
1. 'worshiped' passes the Google Chrome spell sniff and I like it that way. Therein lies a ship...
2. It's the ship of foolishness I object to.
3a. Water in whatever state, stated and in dreams is what represents the sea of emotion.
3b. It is better to step out and walk upon before drowning in our own tears.
3c. They are better in our support of rather than for our destruction.
4. All that is, is better in support than for condemnation.
5. At first appearance apparent apparently not, then it is.
6. Is it not better to lay it at the gate of liveliness and give birth to our true home...